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Oct. 25th, 2005 08:45 amI'm not sure if it's the morning that flavors my impression of the music, or the music that flavors my impression of the morning, but songs that often make me smile make me tear up today.
I sometimes worry that resistance is futile from my position. I hope this is a 'name the fear so as not to be beholden to it' kind of moment.
There's a certain feel in the air that always makes me think of the moodier Bowie, or other dreamy, distant glam. Today I think that it has to do with the chronological distance between the promise of a different world that didn't materialize and the chill in the air.
I sometimes worry that resistance is futile from my position. I hope this is a 'name the fear so as not to be beholden to it' kind of moment.
There's a certain feel in the air that always makes me think of the moodier Bowie, or other dreamy, distant glam. Today I think that it has to do with the chronological distance between the promise of a different world that didn't materialize and the chill in the air.